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Freddie Mercat

I had been listening to ‘my mistakes were made for you’ for fuckin ever and keep on yelling ‘fetus boiz’ while drowning my self in kettle corn save me

So on wednesdays my english teacher gives us questions to answerand one of the questions is "what do you have today that you didn't have this time last year?" AND THE URGE TO ANSWER WITH "An unhealthy obsession with Florence Pugh" IS SO BAD... but i physically cant cause yknow, that could be perceived as weird or something

guys i need help, i haven’t had my period in 3-4 months… im a virgin and google keeps telling my i have CANCER. i told my mom and she said we need to go to the doctor but i don’t want some doctors metal tube up my fanny… wtf do i do

Need Help!

Hey ladies and gents. I am writing a story on the side and I need some guidance since this first story and I haven't written in AGES, and it's something I have been doing for a while now and...it keeps me away from all the damn drama that happens in the world..So Yeah. DM me or comment doesn't matter 😁😅 HELP IS NEEDED.. Thank you in advance.

I’ve litterally read every single Misfits fanfic on Ao3, involving Nathan Young (Unless they’re litterally disgusting)

I don't care if it hurts, I wanna have control.

Does anybody even care anymore are have they finally given up on me for good I don't know all I know is that I can't keep hiding my emotions like this, it's tearing me apart it's like every time something happens I'm forced to pretend like it didn't I'm sick of it, I just wanna feel normal, I just wanna live a normal life, I don't want to be the girl who everybody looks at and says " why is she always alone? Why does she just sit in a corner and not talk to anybody" I don't wanna be that girl, but I am Always alone, and I will always be alone I just wish somebody would come up to me and say "are you ok" all I want is somebody to care about me and ask me am I ok, do I need help? I just wish I wasn't too afraid to talk to somebody, to talk to my friends, to talk to my sister to talk to anybody but I'm too afraid I'm afraid that they'll see me differently. I'm afraid that those see you who I really am. A weak little girl, who tries to act tough and act like nothing gets to her, who tries to be strong and pretend like she's always happy like nothing can get her down but I'm not always happy. Actually, I'm rarely happy I guess that's why I am afraid I've been hiding for so long in a way I don't even know who I really am so to let others see me the real me, it's terrifying I don't know how they will react to see all of my scars all I know the floodgates are gonna open one way or another and it would be best if I were to tell them myself before they found out by themselves

Afraid

I would like to start off by saying I will be using an anonymous name and I will not give out any personal details about my life as I would like to stay anonymous now, with that out of the way, I have a few things I would like to tell you, and I do hope that you listen to what I have to say as nobody else will. I left in a run down house in the United States of America... I have a mom, a dad and a sister. My sister is the only one that I can talk to, as she's the only one who understands me and understands that I am broken in a way you see everyday, I wake up the same thought, the thoughts that I am useless and a disgrace, and that I do not deserve to be here I tried very hard to get these thoughts out of my head, but it does not work. Nothing I do works. Someday I want to grow up and escape escape this excuse of a home. And this family that doesn't. even feel like a family anymore. I've tried to tell my parents about this, these feelings of worthlessness. But it does not work. They just don't understand. My mom's first reaction was that it was my hormones out of balance, it was a face I would just get over it and a few months, and I would be all happy sunshine and rainbows.... That didn't work. Some days I feel like I put on a mask in front of other people, I pretend to be happy, I pretend like nothing is wrong, and part of me wants that to be the truth, but it is it. I'm not happy. And I wish somebody would just you notice already I'm too afraid to tell them myself, I don't want to lose them. My friends are the only people that don't make me feel like I'm worthless. I don't want to lose that, but I'm afraid, if I tell them, don't think I'm weird or crazy, and they might not want to be around me anymore. I'm always afraid afraid to be me. Afraid of being afraid, I'm always afraid

like ok just fucking ignore me then wonder why i stay in my room all day jesus christ get off my fucking back